The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1887-09-04

the garden, The young girls CLASP one an
others shoulders and waists and dance again.
olsdness and Innocence return to preside over
THAT'S one Of our regular lady callers Gays
m serSsp poisnf ne pen 3ysr t and po bns
and the ,beatings he used to give her did for
%hyos 6s ' this f ti%s-in jail Or trying 10 sci
eny d h fSn u s.s fs e nS Cir ss ss
syS SfisSnsSs co@ss nE r. A4 eiiissn ielioss AM.
me- n and sssSss NE
Iorlorn drpnksrd: The very buttons ON his
are ei muddy and r sS SrI and Abandoned. Ris
greasy necktie L. loose and timber AZ himself
tSp sas Sns only
Marie. FaiTicE casey. Born, ireland. No
SGSs st S Ssyesrs no regular nome stealing
II have raFlar home" says the prisoner,
Shut up, says the hep po lie % Hold your
tongue. Will You I" says the sergeant.
sad a.
used TO being drunk as the other. He is un-
steady on his legs. but fully understands what
f andecome. what's your name s"ho BURST into
."f-didn't take. he,coat;Mr. orpcnheim-no.
Observation-Disclosures Pm an
x-a;h! hold your ela,ek." says the go nss
on the young mans collar.
Did sSs o TnS aa ts III sss ses
The GsshsEsn Is payns Ssry mssae
pouring out Of the windows. "By, The way"
says the Sergeant to the CITIZEN. did you see
them. What is tomorrow. oiilcer2 Long day
or short daya, Short. Then have your sister
now, what's your name and all the rest1' .,.
. gu me a shanse at EN-" says the citizen I;s:
beezness. git der troot tram 'em.' Then he
went to the more drunken prisoner and willis;
pered. you 81 me dor baum diekets and gil
you feefty cents and you get away In der NORM
II you took the coat. Jim, say so and get
:s'help me God dunno nartIng about the
coat" Gays Jim; +. anu. ,ho so,oo,n. .s,r.
golden slippers.". and fills the station with glad
throw their paIIId babies hixh above their
heads IN time with the sweep OF the invisible
tell you you Set il Is. Sergeant" says the eiti-
zen. He has been out on the steps; but a
ss trss p s ana ndf ss e ss
liz ssys The so a lsss
and lhumbsorews here. We've dono all we
.sss tx :ss ssss get De-
cents gets me mine coat"
We Soss az the
the sa auicHst s q Tie skidmSre Guards "WhioS
and lsys and feet and cars Of the crowd oHt.
side; But. see THO people scatterl Even the
s Mas fSels oua n0E
~ e q 5ssass Az sbJ@ss ssy
Blood Is running down the back OF one Of
ssb sn IKE says o Ss ys tho 70
ins her, SsSy II tie NJ q lime e sSs
e Ts him k was hn, ssys yo v TSadq
q pink wrapper As she finishes the. sentence
she is seized BY strong arm and flung into
ssshi on s Brqtesl brasss shout sons men
woman wi With nth The bal baby. The doorman rashes
into ths crowd spreading his arms. Stand
HSsy he Su9 only S aro
swung against the railing before the Sergeant's
dss Then they On ie sc
the windows Of the station. 1t seems walled in
psSs1 youth the asss sns e Ae rs
hairss I'll sfSs ns Sa't ID
blue flannel shirt and tidy clothes. He mods
Ssssf Sos %hs5ss sGlS Sergeant writing as
L H. tel Been aS na
hI Of ne ri, re- s. sas mass jelly sir
%hats the 't troaSieE %albSrrs ' street beer.
an do n Ea9 h he, all the
dubbed. Amt that enough for me, srl go.
Se!S%Fs PS sss1s the s a Drunk
f ss % ssuTs ap Stow Now
what about this mani Name, Peter Murray:
Hscp e %5at ia R 2s ssst Con-
prisoner, .Sho had given his name e Peter
rathes !ieeEinS fellow. evdsaily rspata.
F.. bic, but mlschIsvous and obstinate when In
NetSIas. 81 ~ : o ssss the Sergeant Well
S eEss wS Se dons "s as sHs aS
c Ss saf sns What esE sGsv' been
fsys %s sGne sf0TTsa h shs
%fs locked s a he s sss
sa S ssl sssffSsPu nsh he w sf' take hs
him down."
Mal rR%t'S how you do IT" asked the man of
That's how We do It," said tho Sergeant.
"Short and sharp eh ?" inquired the Sergeant
when the room was clear. :" You think we're
pretty brusque here, don't your He was
question Occurred to him he stopped writing.
Pqt his pen aside, and sttraightened up.
different we couldn't do the business. We
you'd be palaverinf all nigh, !, over one case.
b hSw eSsIy 40
What's your name. Crook Pidgeon2 How old
Seventeen. Born. Ireland-no, this city. No
was he doing. otficer p"
"Pegged 9 stone -" but there was such an
the officer said could not be heard. He tried
again. "Pegged stone at me and hit me In
the back. He's tough case. He's been ar
ND n mnnhae ~ tha RnNtarSSa.-tto unnnMa. .